We are taught that the seasons are a tidy circle: Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring. But anyone paying attention knows that is a lie.
After summer comes the best part of the year. The part where you get to breathe. What are you most looking forward to in this transition season? Let me know in the comments below. what comes after summer
That grief is normal. Summer is a romance, and its departure is a slow, beautiful breakup. But here is the secret that adults don't tell you when you are young: The coziness is coming. We are taught that the seasons are a
September is the real New Year. January is cold, hungover, and miserable. September is crisp, caffeinated, and ambitious. It’s the season of new notebooks, sharp pencils, and the sudden urge to organize your pantry. After summer comes the pressure to be productive again—and honestly? It feels kind of good. Let’s not sugarcoat it: there is a melancholy here. The part where you get to breathe